IDENTITY

It is a dangerous thing to cherish too closely...

And far more dangerous to disregard.

The hope for this world is fading...

The belief in the next grows stronger.

One fuels the other.

I will not stand in a posture of apathy.

I will rage.

I will burn.

I will discover.

Every part of me...

And find His intricate design in the details.

Who I am has always been in question.

The pendulum swings and the end draws near.

It may appear far away...

But I feel it... knocking at my door.

I welcome it...

Knowing truly that there is no end but one of my own design.

In the meantime, there are chapters that close.

In a chronicle I am honored to author.

Choices can change the trajectory... but the story was already written...

Long before my first breath was taken.

Yours faithfully,

Qavah.

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